Pain? Yeah right. The things that hurt me the most are things no one will ever see, and nothing I will ever feel physically. If you feel me on that one, you know where I'm comin from.

Averaging a 10 minute mile sucks, but for a natural 190 lber who's weighin in about 10 lbs heavy as it stands, it ain't too bad. My department thanks me for my efforts by buying me, of all things, Donuts... thanks *******s, I'll stick with my Nature Valley Granola Bar.

Some guy in here is eating a Hungry Man TV Dinner type thing for breakfast. What a ****in fatass. I'm bitter about everyone else getting to eat what they want and not me. I laugh at catching an elbow in the mouth, yet I complain about not being able to eat a piece of bread. Yup.... I'm a fighter.

I'm staring at 16 styrofoam cups of water. I will drink them all.

Matt is going to kick my ass Saturday. I'm going to thank him for it, too. It will do my ego good to get my ass beat by a guy who weighs 30 lbs less than I do.

That's all for now.

I hate you

I am at 174lbs atm, 6% fat and I ran 4 miles in 29:52 last time I did it.

Way to knock him down, Ron.

Ron also trains with Ernesto Hoost.

Ron = 6% body fat, x0 = 55% body fat.

*Putting down hungryman tv dinner*......

I can't even run 4 miles and I want to be a fighter

I beat Tanner last night running home from the bar..I even had on a skirt and 5 inch heels.

A rugby player runs an average of 8 miles a game. But thats over 90 minutes.

5 inch heels? Ran? Now THATS impressive.

Back to my tv dinners, cocaine, and malt liquor.

x0, all we can do is the best with what we have. If you're doing that, what else can you ask of yourself? When our expectations exceed our abilities it's depressing and self-defeating. Sorry to get so philosophical, but your first couple of sentences struck a chord in me. Mo powa to ya.